Living Room Floor
I've spent the morning pulling staples out of my mom's living room floor so we could seal it before the new carpet is put down, and I just realized that when I picked up the sealer this morning, I forgot to pick up putty to seal the cracks we've got in spots. So, back I must go to Home Depot, to pick up a sizable tub of the stuff. And a putty knife, because when my brother "cleaned" he either packed the tools up or threw them out. Ghu only knows where they are.
Does anyone else find Home Depot as dangerous to walk around in as Walmart? I have to go in Walmart with a list and blinders or I come out with too much junk, and I'm starting to act the same way in Home Depot. I think my shopping gene's gone haywire. I need another Leatherman, don''t I? And another one of those cute little box cutter knife thingies. And a flashlight.
Last evening, on my way out of work, I managed to lock my keys in my car. fidelioscabinet sprang into action and got AAA to come by and unlock it. So, added to my list o' stuff to be done is "extra car keys." One to hang off my cell phone, I think. And one for Mom. (I've probably typed fidelioscabinet wrong, Livejournal tells me she doesn't exist.) And while I was waiting for Fidelio, I was standing next to the truck minding my own business when a flock of birds flew over me and shit on me. I tell you, I'm feeling very put upon by the uinverse.
I have to make a cover cloth for the embroidery I'm working on, something with a hole over the work area, because I'm making the cloth grubby by holding the frame through it. The embroidery itself is coming along, though not as fast as I'd like. Must take pictures.
Tonight I make pumpkin soup, after the very yummy stuff I had at Istanbul. And put the boneless pork thingie in the crockpot with assorted vegetables and an envelope of soup. I plan to make myself a batch of fry bread as a reward for pulling the staples out of the floor, and because it's just time for fry bread. I haven't had any in a while.
Signs are up over at St. Mary's for All Soul's masses on Monday. Tomorrow night, of course, is Halloween, and Sunday is All Saints. I suppose I should walk across the street and go to Mass, just to see if lightning strikes the church while I'm there. Or strikes me while I walk back. I've been saying the rosary a lot lately (encountering an abuser like my oldest brother is enough to make anyone ask for Divine intervention) so maybe that'll keep me from being completely fried.
Off to stitch some while my back recovers.
Does anyone else find Home Depot as dangerous to walk around in as Walmart? I have to go in Walmart with a list and blinders or I come out with too much junk, and I'm starting to act the same way in Home Depot. I think my shopping gene's gone haywire. I need another Leatherman, don''t I? And another one of those cute little box cutter knife thingies. And a flashlight.
Last evening, on my way out of work, I managed to lock my keys in my car. fidelioscabinet sprang into action and got AAA to come by and unlock it. So, added to my list o' stuff to be done is "extra car keys." One to hang off my cell phone, I think. And one for Mom. (I've probably typed fidelioscabinet wrong, Livejournal tells me she doesn't exist.) And while I was waiting for Fidelio, I was standing next to the truck minding my own business when a flock of birds flew over me and shit on me. I tell you, I'm feeling very put upon by the uinverse.
I have to make a cover cloth for the embroidery I'm working on, something with a hole over the work area, because I'm making the cloth grubby by holding the frame through it. The embroidery itself is coming along, though not as fast as I'd like. Must take pictures.
Tonight I make pumpkin soup, after the very yummy stuff I had at Istanbul. And put the boneless pork thingie in the crockpot with assorted vegetables and an envelope of soup. I plan to make myself a batch of fry bread as a reward for pulling the staples out of the floor, and because it's just time for fry bread. I haven't had any in a while.
Signs are up over at St. Mary's for All Soul's masses on Monday. Tomorrow night, of course, is Halloween, and Sunday is All Saints. I suppose I should walk across the street and go to Mass, just to see if lightning strikes the church while I'm there. Or strikes me while I walk back. I've been saying the rosary a lot lately (encountering an abuser like my oldest brother is enough to make anyone ask for Divine intervention) so maybe that'll keep me from being completely fried.
Off to stitch some while my back recovers.